How do you measure your childhood? By counting your friends? By the number of cool toys you had? By how many fun places you’ve visited? How about how dirty you were, everyday when you got home from your adventures? I like that last one. It’s how I measure some of my childhood. My younger days weren’t always clean dresses and spotless shoes. And I liked it that way. A muddy bike is proof of a grand adventure. Wouldn’t you agree? […]
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